-= spectrum of obscurity =-

Finally. I finished the power techno song I've been working on. Yay.

Well, click here to listen to Spectrum of Obscurity.

So yeah, feel free to comment. Heh.

This was written at 1:47 am on Friday, October 28

-= man of stone =-

Reflections in the water
The image reveals
Time has no mercy
Days - turned to years

Here sits a Man of Stone
All the while he watches
The tree grow
Now long dead and gone
Like the tree, he yearns
To move on

Isolation, desperation

Cellular intoxication
Impersonal interaction
Anonymous encapsulation
Justice lost its way

Here I sit with the Man of Stone
For a while I watch the horizon
All the ones who are
Dead and gone
I look above and shout -
For a reason

A sleepless night
The world's dead echo
This pain between you and I
Will soon be settled

I look away
I know what I must do
On this land, I cannot stay

Wayward, I must go
Wayward, I cannot stay

For all the wasted time
And all the crowded lines
For all the sacrifice
Broken glass from the past
For all the damned, the rejected
The lost errant minds

Wayward, I must go
Wayward, I cannot stay

This was written at 8:32 pm on Wednesday, October 26

-= somehow =-

Somehow I feel like I'm missing out on something important. Hmmm...

This was written at 2:33 pm on

-= tetris =-

Finally. I passed the 100000 points mark in tetris. Yay. :]

This was written at 1:14 am on

-= vision quest =-

Peter(Eating): Oh my god! Brian. There's a message in my alphabets. It says, "Oooooo..."

Brian(Reading the paper): Peter, those are Cheerios.

This was written at 12:31 pm on Tuesday, October 25

-= i want =-

I want to rearrange all the stuff in my room. However, that can only take place after my brother's O'levels. There's just too many books and notes. Sheesh.

I feel like throwing away everything and just put the bare essentials. I have too much obsolete stuff. I just don't understand why my mom wants to keep all those things. Throw them away man.. Or burn them as fuel. Heh.

It seems like I'm in a daze everytime I'm awake. Like I can't have control over myself.

It's so bright. My mom took down the curtains and hasn't put up new ones. I bet they are gonna be 4 pieces of cloth that doesn't block out sunlight and allows people from the opposite block to peek into my room. So much for having curtains.

Sometimes I feel like moving out into my own 1 room apartment or something like that. It would be fun but costly. Hai.. If only there was more land in Singapore. I'd build my own house.

Well so much for that then. Have a nice day.

This was written at 1:27 pm on Monday, October 24

-= picture =-

I find this picture very amusing. I don't know why. Maybe it's just because of the way bears fall.

And there's another type where guys dress up in nice cute clothes.

Then there's those actually not so funny signs. However, things the things that happen around it makes it hilarious.

And then there's those that depicit irony.

The mischieve of nature. Heh.

Animals in clothes. Far better than guys in stupid oufits.

Kids.

Kids + Animals = Double the Fun Fun!

Squirrel wars.

People trying to get out of the picture always for one funny picture.

Paper bags make for a good laugh as well.

Pink shirts protect you against hazardous materials.

Well I guess that's about that for now. Stay tuned for the next episode. :)

This was written at 7:27 pm on Saturday, October 22

-= i need =-

I need a life changing experience.

This was written at 6:21 pm on Friday, October 21

-= shut up. i'm watching barney =-

Yeah. I found my long lost Mega Dance 8 cd. Yipee!

Mr Aliff Bin Zaini asked for a match this saturday and I happily agreed. =)

It's raining again. I feel like sleeping. But I can't. Why?

I feel like cutting my hair. But I think I'll keep it longer so that it's more value for money when I go cut it. Hahah.

In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty niner,
And his daughter Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Drove she ducklings to the water
Ev'ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

How I missed her! How I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
But I kissed her little sister,
I forgot my Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Now that's a long song. Heh.

This was written at 3:15 pm on Wednesday, October 19

-= like dust on books noone reads =-

Watched Infection. Some Japanese horror movie. Crappy subtitles though. Interesting storyline but wasn't potrayed too well in the movie though.

Time is of an essence. To who?

Finally, I have Pet Shop Boys' It's a Sin video. Interesting though. But gayish. Typical of them. =)

Okay. I think I'll just go ondo for another few hours.

This was written at 3:19 pm on Tuesday, October 18

-= techno geek =-

The Spirit of Yesterday - Dj Valium

I remember the days
I remember the place
'cause I wish you were mine
Just a moment in time
Say my name in the night
And to you it feels right
'cause into your arms I fall

You decided to leave
Just as long as I breathe
It's my very last try
And you tell me "goodbye"
I remember the place
I remember the days
The best time of my life

I call
She spirit of yesterday
spirit of yesterday
I fall
Into your arms again
Into your arms one day

I call
The spirit of yesterday
Spirit of yesterday
I fall
Into your arms again
Into your arms one day

I'm recalling the days
I recall the right place
'cause I wish you were here
To be my athmosphere
Paint my name in the sky
Angel wings to get high
'cause into your arms I fall

You are just need to ease
And for now I say please
It's my massage to you
It's the last rendez-vous
I remember the place
I remember the days
The best time of my life

This was written at 1:58 pm on Sunday, October 16

-= after forever =-

Hearing so many voices.
Nobody's talking.
Leave me alone.

The days go by like sand through the hour glass. Why does that sound so familiar?

Oh well.

Beetroot.

This was written at 5:05 pm on Saturday, October 15

-= facade =-

It was something to cherish.
Now, it's fading.
But why?
Why?
Will it ever return?
I don't know.
Was it real?
I think it was.
I hope it was.
Will things ever be the same again?
I hope so.
But it's a long shot.
I think.
Oh well.
Guess that's how things will be.

This was written at 11:02 am on Friday, October 14

-= endless conflict theorem =-

It's like it's neverending.

Neverending...

Endless.

This was written at 3:42 pm on Thursday, October 13

-= the river =-

What can I do now except continue?

What can I do now except to see this through?

This was written at 2:04 pm on Wednesday, October 12

-= la vitta fugge =-

I shall try not to anymore.

It was stupid.

No more.

This was written at 10:46 am on Tuesday, October 11

-= pictures came and broke your heart =-

I'm becoming more and more ignorant.

Why?

This was written at 12:55 pm on Monday, October 10

-= lies lies lies yeah =-

How much longer?

Insanity is creeping upon me.

Slowly.

Surely.

How much longer?

This was written at 5:57 pm on Sunday, October 9

-= thompson twins =-

I think there's really something wrong with my back. It hurts when I lie down on the bed.

Blergh... Been a pathetic week I must say.

Wife's getting cancer. I think.

I need a life. More than half of my daily life is spent in my room. Excluding sleep.

Crash is a nice movie. Not much action. Good storyline. Although I must say, rather colourful language. Hahah.

It's only 1.20pm. Why can't time fly faster?

Oh well.

This was written at 1:12 pm on Saturday, October 8

-= in the open air =-

Sometimes I do wonder if life is more peaceful over there in the west. Hmmm...

Something weird happened today. I was thinking about something rather important then suddenly, for the first time since I can remember, my windchime err... Chimed? Yeah. Heh. It doesn't usually do that and there wasn't much wind anyway. Something to ponder about.

I think there's no better band than the Pet Shop Boys. Who would ever thought that I would have liked Miss Premela's favourite band? Hahah.

Oh well.. Let me just go cherish the few hours that's left before my favourite time of the year comes. Good day.

This was written at 9:25 pm on Tuesday, October 4